ld her I had taken her Jesus as mine, and, Mr.
Ranney, here's a letter from her." I read the letter. It was the same
old letter, the kind those loving mothers write to their wayward boys,
thanking God that she lived to see her boy converted and telling him the
door was always open, and for him to come home. How many mothers all
over the world are praying for their boys that they have not seen for
years, boys who perhaps are dead or in prison! God help those mothers!

SAVED THROUGH AN OUTDOOR MEETING

Part of my work consists in holding outdoor meetings. Through my friend
Dan Sullivan I received a license for street preaching, so whenever an
opportunity opens I speak a word for the Master, sometimes on a
temporary platform, sometimes standing on a truck, and sometimes from
the Gospel Wagon. It is "in season and out of season," here, there, and
everywhere, if we are to get hold of the men who don't go near the
churches or even the missions.

One night while holding an outdoor meeting on the Bowery at Bleecker
Street, I was speaking along the line of drink and the terrible curse it
was, how it made men brutes and all that was mean, telling about the
prodigal and how God saved him and would save to the uttermost. There
were quite a number of men around listening.

The meeting ended and we had given all an invitation to come into the
Mission. One young man, well dressed, came up to me and, taking my hand,
said he believed every word I said. I saw at a glance he was not of the
Bowery type. I got to talking to him and asked him into the Mission. He
said he had never been into a place like that in his life and did not
take any stock in them, but my talk had interested him. He could not
understand how I had given up such a life as I said I had led and had
not taken a drink in sixteen years. I said I had not done this in my own
strength, but that God had helped me win out, and that God would help
any one that wanted to be helped.

We got quite friendly and he told me all about himself. He had just got
his two weeks' salary, which amounted to $36.00. He was married and had
two sweet little children and a loving wife waiting for him uptown. He
told me he had taken a few drinks, as I could plainly see, and he was
going down to see the Bowery and do a little sight-seeing in Chinatown.
I knew if he went any further he would be a marker for the pickpocket or
others and would know nothing in a little while, so I tried to get him